Aching to plunge into her heat, his body shook uncontrollably. “You are so fucking hot.”
She began panting, her whole body trembling. “You make me this way.” Her bold, sexy words sent heat charging to his cock.
“Is that right?” he asked, pleased as hell at her admission.
“Yeah, that’s right. I want you, Christian.”
His nostrils flared, and he crooned into her ear, “What exactly is it you want from me?”
She raced her fingers through his hair. “I want you to fuck me.”
Jesus.
Needing to do just that, Christian grabbed her hips, spun her around and tucked her backside against his groin. He captured her wrists and pressed her palms to the brick wall, loving the way she wanted him. “Keep your hands there, babe.” Positioning his mouth close to her ear he whispered, “And spread you legs for me.”
After she obliged, he gathered the hem of her dress and pulled it up, exposing her lush ass. He whacked her. Hard. “That’s for teasing the shit out of me earlier,” he growled into her ear.
“Oh God, yes.” She moved restlessly against him.
He whacked her again, leaving a bright red mark. “And that’s because you like it.”
Hands braced against the wall exactly like she was told, she tipped her ass up, offering herself up to him so nicely.
Fuck…
Christian moaned, slid his hand over her curves and pushed a finger inside her damp sex, pleased as hell to find her dripping wet. “Now I see why you needed a man who knew how to handle his hose. You’re on fire, baby.”
She adjusted her body, opening herself up to him. “Do you think you can help me put out the fire?” she asked, her words choppy, impatient.
He pulled his finger from her pussy and slapped her ass. “Oh baby, believe me, I’m the only man who can help you with these kind of flames.”
Christian slid to his knees and pressed his mouth to her ass. He brushed his lips over her smooth cheeks and then pulled them open. She whimpered low in her throat.
He breathed a kiss over her ass. “You’re burning up, baby. Everywhere.”
He leaned in, and using the tip of his tongue, made a slow pass over her lush backside soothing the sting left behind from his hands. When her body shook beneath his touch, he chuckled. “You like that?”
“Oh yeah.” She wiggled against him. “I like.”
Christian slipped a finger between her legs and stroked her blood-swollen clit. She was so fucking hot his ministrations brought her to the brink in no time at all. When he slipped a finger all the way up inside her pussy and stirred her heat, she sagged against the wall.
“I want you to come for me again, baby. So I can taste your sweet cream.”
“Christian,” she whispered, her muscles clenching and tightening around his finger. “I—” Her words died off as she came for him, just like he’d asked her to. Her sex muscles pulsed around his finger, driving him into a frenzy of need.
“That’s a girl. Come all over my finger.” When her tremors subsided, he pulled his finger out and brought it to his mouth. “Mmm. So sweet and delicious, exactly like I remember.”
Her voice was as shaky as her body. “I want you inside me, Christian. Please…”
Moving with lightning speed, he tore off his pants, quickly sheathed himself and positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy. She wiggled and arched her back, granting him access.
“Tell me what you want,” he prompted, yearning to hear how much she needed him.
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Tell me how you like it, baby. Soft and slow, or hard and fast,” he asked, desperate to please her, caring about her and her pleasures in a way that he’d never cared about another.
Her words came out broken. “I…want it hard…and fast.”
In one swift movement, he pushed into her, giving them both what they’d been craving. “Ah, fuck,” he moaned as her muscles clenched around him. It was the sweetest thing he’d ever felt. Blistering heat exploded inside him. Goddamn, she wasn’t the only one on fire. He pumped into her. “You feel so good, sweetheart.”
When her knees wobbled, he wrapped his arm around her waist to support her. His other hand went to her clit. He rolled his thumb over it until her body shook and spasmed with pleasure.
Her soft moans resonated through his body. Teetering on the edge of ecstasy, he continued to slam his cock in and out of her, unable to get enough. He pushed harder, deeper, until her cries of pleasure carried in the evening breeze.
In no time at all, her pussy clenched around his cock and she exploded all over him. “Christian,” she murmured as her hot cream dripped over his shaft. “Oh God, Christian.”
When her tremors finally subsided, he pulled his cock out, holding out for more. Dammit, he loved how hot she got for him and the frenzied way she wanted him. He stroked his hands over her ass and reinserted a finger into her wet pussy, needing to taste her cream again.
Suddenly, the garden door opened and someone stepped outside. Christian was pretty sure the burly guy who’d just taken up residence in the foliage had spotted them. Instead of leaving them in private, he angled his body in their direction, as though ready to enjoy the erotic show.
“We’re being watched,” he whispered into her ear, wiggling his finger in her hot sex.
She gave a sexy little gasp and twisted her head to see him. “What?”
With a nod, he signaled toward the bushes. “Over there.”
“Should we go?” Her voice sounded rough, raspy…intrigued. When he felt her pussy quiver, it occurred to him how much that excited her. Hell, he’d had no idea his little Taylor was an exhibitionist. Truthfully, he could hardly believe how
